"erase our memories?" y/n asks, on the verge of tears. wow she cries a lot.

billie pov

i pull her into a hug, "don't worry. if we are meant to know each other, we will find each other again."

"mhm" she hums into my chest. i don't think she's crying, just thinking. 

after a while she says, "i am worried about the lying to us thing" she lifts her head from my chest to look at me.

i am worried about that too but i feel like i am supposed to comfort her, so i just hum and stand up only to bend back down and pick up the beautiful girl looking up at me and take her to our bed. i pull down the sheets and place her underneath them, then walk around to the other side of the bed. i get in and pull her warm body into my arms as we fall asleep in a comfy bed, thank god.

i wake up a little while later, well rested and clear-headed. i don't know what to expect today, but my only goal is to keep y/n safe and happy. i look over to the sleeping angel and smile. i lay a small kiss on her forehead and make my way to the piano across the room. i decide to wake her up with the soft music of the keys. that, and i miss playing at home with my family. i really miss my family. 

as my fingers begin flying across the keys, all i can think about is my family and life back at home. i am not afraid for myself because i know that i will come home, and i know where i am. well, i know i am in some sort of alien space ship. i can't help but imagine the world going insane at my disappearance. my family is probably so worried and there are probably millions of bullshit news articles about me, more than usual anyway.

my thoughts are interrupted my a soft hum from y/n. i look up from the keys, ceasing to play them and give her a small, reassuring smile. she smiles back at me in sits up with her knees at her chest. we just sit in silence, me at the piano bench with my hands back down at my sides, and y/n on the bed with her knees at her chest and her arms around them. after a long while, she speaks.

"i read a news article one time about criminal interrogation"

i just look up at her, waiting for her to continue.

she sighs and speaks again, "they brought innocent people into a room for an experiment. they proceeded to act as though they were interrogating them for a crime. the detectives told them that they committed a crime and described it in detail. it only took the subjects a few hours to give in and admit to doing the crime they didn't commit. they truly believed they did it."

this time i don't look up at her. i just sit and stare at the floor, something that has become all too familiar to y/n and i after our abduction. 

her voice is shaky when she speaks again, "w-what if they make us hate each oth-ther?"

no, we can't think that way, "y/n, don't worry. these aliens are nice. even if they did make us hate each other, they will probably fix it. junie is nice," i reason, although i am beginning to lose faith myself. "either way, there is no use in worrying about it. all we have to do today is play catch or something." 

y/n nods her head and stares at the same spot on the floor as i was just a minute ago. this silence is killing me. i know that y/n has tons of thoughts spiraling through her brain. the poor girl can't stop thinking. she looks distressed, so i get up and move back to the bed. when i sit down against the headboard, she leans down and places her head in my lap. she turns and looks up at me with big, loving eyes. i still can't believe she loves me. i can't believe anybody cares, let alone 80 million people. maybe this is a good chance to change the subject.

"hey, y/n?" i ask.

she keeps looking up at me, burring holes in my eyes with her own intense gaze, " yeah, boo bear?"

that name. it gets me every fucking time. "what made you like me? like- why? why do people like me so much?"

she looks away from my eyes and at the ceiling above her with a thoughtful expression, "the reason i like you so much- well reasons" she holds up her hand, ready to count her fingers, "you're pretty," one finger, "you're really good at singing" another finger, "you are passionate about music, like it's in your bones and i think that is beautiful" another. i feel myself getting redder as she lists everything she loves about me.

she looks back into my eyes and continues, "you care, like a lot. about everything and everyone. you're really funny, and to go with that your laugh is sooo adorable" 

redder 

"your music is genuinely good, like there are so many layers and metaphors" 

and

"your adorable nose" 

redder

"shall i continue or is tomato red enough for you?" she asks, giggling.

i just cover my face and say, "thank you, y/n" with a big smile.

"no, thank you, billie. you've changed my life for the better and taught me so many things. i can't thank you enough" she says.

i remove my hands from my face and cup her cheeks. she leans in ever so slightly, wanting more. i know she wants to kiss me but she's probably scared, "y/n, don't be scared. kiss me please." 

i close my eyes and wait. it takes a little while but eventually i feel her breath on my lips. she is so close. the next thing i know she closes the gap between our lips with a hesitant but hungry kiss. i kiss back and she relaxes, knowing she did a good job.

we pull apart slowly, neither of us wanting to and she looks at me shyly, " did i do that right?"

"you did amazing"

a/n: hi so i have been writing a second story on the side and i have like 7 chapters in drafts. its called study buddies and yeah so lmk if you want to read it or not. otherwise ill just finish it then put it out.

putting that one out would mean less frequent updates on this story so think about it ok ill understand if you want me to stay focused on this story.

okay have a good day : )